"You're serious?" Noan asked urgently.
Aldric frowned, his gaze fixed on Vylyss, not looking at Noan.
He spoke calmly, "First, we need to leave this place. The space here is unstable—it could collapse and drag us into another chaotic dimension."
"But..." Noan began.
Aldric cut him off, "Don't worry. You'll have a chance to save her. But that chance isn't now."
"We must leave immediately."
He guided Holy Dragon Sreca higher, aiming to break through the ceiling and escape.
But Vylyss acted.
She swung her arm, and a chain appeared, which she precisely grasped in her hand.
Clang! Clang!
The sound of metal clashing rang out sharply. Noan heard it and immediately understood what Vylyss was doing.
After all, he was her Master—he knew Vylyss's capabilities.
"Stop!"
At Noan's shout, Aldric immediately commanded Sreca to halt.
BAM!
In that instant, in front of them, a cluster of chains tore through space, the ends tipped with sharp spears all striking the same point.
